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“Youdon’t?” It wasn’t something that went over well with most women, so I hoped to take advantage frequently with my boy. Providing he was into that.

“I, um—I’ve never done it,” he admitted. “Or had it done to me.”

I inhaled deeply as a wave of possessiveness crashed down on me. This evening just kept getting better.

“Good.” I squeezed his ass and slipped two fingers over his opening. “Something just for me, then.”

He couldn’t hide the lust in his gaze, and he seemed to enjoy it when I got possessive, which boded well for our future. But he was hesitant too, and he?—

“Actually—another time,” he said. “You’re injured, and I want this to be about you.”

I squeezed his ass. “You think this wouldn’t be for me?”

His cute grin was back. “Okay, but still. You’re supposed to rest.”

Oh, fine. We could have it his way this time. At least I had access with my hand. I could still touch him.

“All right, you’re the boss tonight,” I conceded.

He smirked and then returned to his task. My cock was buried in wet, tight warmth, and I settled for brushing my hand over his ass and playing with his little hole.

He didn’t tease me for a second.

I exhaled as pleasure washed over me, and I just lay there and watched his perfect mouth go up and down my cock.

“Fuck, that’s good, baby,” I sighed.

He hummed and closed his eyes.

It wasn’t going to be long before I flooded his throat with my come.

CHAPTER 6

October 5th, 2024

Leighton Watts

Iwas gonna puke.

I’d never been so nervous in my entire life, and that was saying a lot. I remembered waiting for Mom to come home from the doctor’s with her chances of defeating cancer. I remembered when I got on the bus to head to basic. I had countless memories of waiting for test results, scores, job interviews, bills, if my application to Hillcroft had been accepted, and, most recently, waiting for Bo to get out of surgery.

But this was different. I’d conjured fantasies about my dad’s family since I was a young kid.

I took the elevator down to the lobby, where Ryan waited for me.

He smiled and took a swig of his coffee. “It’s a fine day to meet family, kid.”

I let out an unsteady breath.

“Where’s Beckett?” he asked.

“Bitching to Nurse Tina about sitting his ass in a wheelchair.”

Ryan laughed.

“He’ll meet us in the operators’ rec room,” I finished. I swallowed nervously and eyed the lobby—or the entrance, to be exact.

I’d heard from Tanner that a big window had been blown out in the bombing, something I hadn’t even noticed. But no one could tell anymore. Everything was back to normal.

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